Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Zimbabwe and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Yusef Lateef to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Q and Not U,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alphaville,
Theoretical Girls,
Pole,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deakin,
Eric B and Rakim,
MC5,
The Cowsills,
D'Angelo,
Ludus,
Suicide,
Bronski Beat,
Josef K,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Machine,
Mars,
The Offenders,
Youth Brigade,
Nils Olav,
Sparks,
Moss Icon,
Janne Schatter,
Colin Newman,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Moon,
Bobby Byrd,
Lebanon Hanover,
Don Cherry,
Barrington Levy,
the Human League,
DJ Style,
Kaleidoscope,
The Remains,
Lou Reed,
Slave,
Mr. Review,
ABBA,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bad Manners,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
Susan Cadogan,
Yusef Lateef,
Wasted Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gories,
Japan,
Nik Kershaw,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dawn Penn,
EPMD,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Quadrant,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Von Mondo,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.